Everyone left me,

but he sat by my side,

when no one was there.

 

When no one was there.

He was there to fight,

from all those people who were there being the speed breakers of my life.

 

When no one was there,

to swipe my tears.

He was there to be my happy pill

standing infront of me like a joker

to make laugh, harder and harder.

 

When no one was there to support me.

He was ready to be my backbone forever,

to support me at every situation, he promised.

 

When no one was there to listen my talks

He was listening carefully like a 4 year kid.

 

And this made me realize.

People go and come.

No one was there with me permanently.

All these were just the unwanted temporary people of my life.

But he was there always, is here always, and promised to be always there for me at every situation,

In my happiness, in my sorrow, in my anger, in my everything.

 

Actually he is, 

he is my constant, my forever.

He is my papa.

 

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Why do you say you had no one as long your papa was there?

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Your emotions are beautifully expressed for your Papa.  But as Sunil mentioned it might not be a right platform for poems and creative expressions.  Hope you get some good platform to publish them. 

You can use this forum to have a discussion.  You can read some discussions to get an idea. 

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